[He resists being tugged at first, more out of reflex than anything. But the world is still spinning, and Ren's hand is the only solid thing that means anything, and after what feels like an eternity but couldn't have been more than a second or two, he follows. Next thing he knows, he's sitting on the grass with his knees tucked up close to his chin with no memory of having gotten there. The ring is still clenched tightly in one fist as he shakes his head, unable or unwilling to believe it would be that easy. Ren won't look for him. Ren thinks he's dead. Akechi intentionally allowed him to think he's dead.
He feels like he's drowning, and he doesn't know why.]
I don't... [he starts, stops, then realizes with a surge of fear that Ren might think he's rejecting it, and his fists clench harder in a childish fear that Ren will actually try to physically take the ring away.] But rings, Ren? You know what- what this looks like.
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He feels like he's drowning, and he doesn't know why.]
I don't... [he starts, stops, then realizes with a surge of fear that Ren might think he's rejecting it, and his fists clench harder in a childish fear that Ren will actually try to physically take the ring away.] But rings, Ren? You know what- what this looks like.